Meadow's Waltz...the meadow had becomeher sanctuary of spiritoffering an escape from a painno child should ever endureforeboding clouds began...

Agony's PlotA zephyr skimmedacross my creamy skingently kissingwhere the sun had been....

Tender Ember...Barred and brandedto be forever unlovedI was a tender emberseeking solace from above...

At Times I Am A Flower...at times I am a flower ~singularly defined ...

I would write my tears, weeping out my pain - I would empty my veins for ink.

Nothingness...there in this placewhere nothingness takesbut for the glimmera steadfast shimmerall would be consumed...